Ascension Through Generations

Chapter 527 Yunhuang Mountain avoids disaster, and all the sects’ background comes out

In the southeast of Zhongzhou Continent, nearly 7,000 miles away from the Celestial Burial Plains, there is a mountain range called Yunhuang Mountain Range.

This place was originally the traditional sphere of influence of the Weaver Girl Dong family. It has been full of spiritual energy and sparsely populated since ancient times. However, in the past six months, large cloud boats full of immortal cultivators have secretly retreated here from the front line.

Yunzhou came and went, back and forth several times, and the number of immortal cultivators gathered deep in the Yunhuang Mountains reached more than 100,000.

With such a large number of immortal cultivators, the Dong family of Weaver Girl was able to arrange things in an orderly manner, with no signs of chaos.

Large and continuous camps were quickly built to provide accommodation for the army of immortal cultivators.

Everything seemed orderly and well-prepared.

On this day, a Bixia cloud boat more than ten feet long flew slowly around the edge of the mountain range.

The Yunzhou carried a patrol team of twenty people, led by a tough old man who was in the middle stage of foundation building.

Although there was nothing unusual around him, the sturdy old man's eyes still scanned the surroundings alertly. At the same time, his consciousness also spread out, sensing the movement below at all times.

No one understands the heavy responsibility of the patrol team better than him, Qiu Xinzong!

If the enemy discovers the secret here, it will definitely bring huge and irreversible disaster to the frontline army.

Suddenly, the sturdy old man's expression changed, and he raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance.

Seeing this, the team members next to them also raised their heads and looked into the distance.

"Senior Qiu, what did you discover..." asked a young man in black armor who was in the late stage of Qi refining.

Before he finished speaking, a red light appeared in the distant sky, and then flew to a nearby place in a few breaths.

The red light was clearly a seven-story ship measuring 300 feet in size. On the red hull was carved a scroll of green bamboo slips, with spiritual light flowing endlessly on it.

The building boat stirred up strong air currents and flew past the patrol Yunzhou at lightning speed, speeding towards the depths of the Yunhuang Mountains.

"Oh, it turns out that someone from Lingyun Academy is here, and they are really impressive! It's a pity that I didn't see what those sour books on it looked like." A middle-aged man in blue robe looked envious, but said sourly.

Qiu Xinzong looked at the ship in the distance, with a trace of annoyance on his face:

"In the past few days, the eight major sects have been constantly transferring disciples from the front lines. The military strength on the front lines has been greatly reduced, which is not a good thing! Moreover, Lingyun Academy acts in such a public manner and does not know the importance of confidentiality. I am afraid that disaster is not far away!"

Hearing the captain's worried complaints, the black-armored young man couldn't help but comforted: "The eight sects of Central Continent have profound foundations and unfathomable strength. The way of thinking of these great sects is not something that we and other low-level casual cultivators can predict. Senior Qiu, please don't Don’t worry, I’ll just do my duty faithfully.”

"It's true. Two years ago, when I first arrived at the defense line of the Golden Wall, I was fortunate enough to witness a reinforcement from the Sky Splitting Sword Dao. They dispatched more than a hundred Foundation Establishment Realm disciples, as well as dozens of Golden Core elders to lead the team... That scene is amazing." A bald old man in green robes with crooked eyes said in admiration.

"It's nothing. The Great Tribulation of the Netherworld has lasted for hundreds of years, and more than 90% of the immortal cultivators in this world have experienced the Sky Burial battlefield more than once. Now in Yunhuang Mountain, not to mention the ancestor of Yuanying, he is the True Monarch of Transformation God I'm afraid there are one or two here too." Qiu Xinzong said in a calm tone.

"I wonder if I will be lucky enough to see the true face of a God-Transforming True Lord." The young man in black armor said with some longing.

"When the decisive battle comes, all the God-Transforming True Lords in this realm will take action. Okay, let's stop talking about anything irrelevant. Let's continue patrolling!" Qiu Xinzong waved his hand to stop the discussion among his men and said in a deep voice.

The team members in the boat hurriedly agreed in unison, and the Bixia Yunzhou slowly flew forward along the patrol route.

…

The red building ship of Lingyun Academy stopped over a huge city in the mountains. Many immortal cultivators in Zhifeng City had already come to greet it.

On top of the building boat, thirty or forty Confucian men in blue shirts flew down one after another.

These people are all above the Foundation Establishment level. Each of them has a restrained aura and is outstanding. They are obviously the best among the disciples of the same level in Lingyun Academy.

This group of foundation-building Confucian scholars was quickly introduced into the city and arranged into a prosperous city with nearly a hundred exquisite courtyards.

In Zhifeng City, nearly 20% of the high-level combat power of the Central Continent Alliance was gathered in Zhifeng City. Due to the imminent war, the atmosphere in the city was somewhat solemn.

At this time, deep in the city lord's palace, a gorgeous and elegant palace hall was covered by multiple formations.

Compared with the gorgeous appearance, the interior of this palace looks very empty and simple. All unnecessary furnishings and decorations have been removed. Except for the futons placed on the ground, there is only a huge three-dimensional light curtain left in the palace. The light curtain displays the original celestial burial and the Detailed topography of tens of thousands of miles around.

On the futon in the hall, there were currently twenty-six extraordinary figures sitting, led by the two great gods of the Yuanshi Demon Sect, Jiu Chi Demon Lord and Tian Jue Fairy.

The other twenty-four people are all Nascent Soul Ancestors. Except for the nine people from the Central Continent, the remaining fifteen Nascent Soul Ancestors come from other continents and oceans.

Including Ancient Buddhism, Shuimu Palace, Jiaolong Clan, Eastern Demon Alliance and other top forces that have the God-incarnation True Monarch, they also sent the Nascent Soul Ancestor to sit here.

In addition, Zhao Jingheng, the lord of the mountain city, represented the Nantian Zhao family and also appeared in the palace at this time.

Zhao Jingheng's face was extremely solemn when he saw the two great god-transforming true monarchs whom he had hardly seen before.

"As of today, the gambling battle has been carried out ten times. We have lost more than we have won. To ensure that our morale does not drop, there is a high probability that the gambling battle cannot be continued.

However, almost all of the manpower we can evacuate has been concentrated in Zhifeng City. If the confrontation continues, I am afraid that the Netherworld will discover our true and false situation. "Jiuchi Demon Lord looked cold and said in a cold voice.

No one expected that Zhao Jingheng would be the first to nod in agreement: "What the Demon Lord said is absolutely true. Before the opponent takes action, if we strike first, our chances of winning may be higher."

"Donor Yan, I heard that before your ancestor ascended, he left behind a Flame Emperor Breaking Formation Drum, which can boost your own morale and reduce the enemy's fighting spirit. The properties of this treasure are suitable for a decisive battle. I wonder if your Nanyan clan will use this this time. Bring the treasure?" Among the ancestors of Yuanying present, an old monk in Buddhist robes suddenly said with a smile.

"Haha, the information from Sacred Heart Temple is really well-informed. This war is related to the rise and fall of the human race in this world, and I, the Nanyan clan, will never be stingy. The Emperor Yan broke the formation drum, so he naturally brought it." A red The lean old man in the robe said with a faint smile.

"Very good, this sect will not hesitate to invite the mysterious coffins of the ancestors of the past generations. As soon as the war begins, with the combined power of more than thirty Nascent Soul Sword Immortals of our Sky Splitting Sword Dao, we will be able to sweep away a hundred thousand Youshen cultivators. But I don't know, all of you comrades Whether the sects will abide by their promises and send their respective sects' secrets to the front line, after all, the victory in this battle is likely to determine the future fate of the human race in this world." The master of the Sky Splitting Sword Dao raised his brows and looked around at the ancestors of other sects with sharp eyes.

"Don't worry, Master Zuo. We, Lingyun Academy, have invited thirty ancestral scholars. During the war, we will never let you down." The middle-aged man in Confucian robes from Lingyun Academy smiled and said firmly.

"Hehe, you don't need to worry about our Corpse Demon Legion of the Beast Control Sect. I dare not say that it will sweep through thousands of armies, but I will definitely not hold you back." The Beast Master of the Beast Control Sect, however, took the lead with confidence. said.

"Our Sacred Heart Temple has sent eighteen golden Arhats..."

"...The remains of the former True Lord I sent are still there, and they were moved to Feixian City half a year ago..."

Immediately afterwards, the Nascent Soul Ancestors present all revealed their sect’s trump cards.

At this time, the background of the top powerful forces was suddenly revealed, and each family invited more than two figures of Yuan Ying Patriarch Xuan Coffin.

If these Nascent Souls, which have retained the power of the last battle, learn to fight for the survival of the human race in this world after waking up, they will definitely be full of fighting spirit, and they will definitely die without regrets!

"It seems that our preparations are very complete. Now we just have to wait and see when the 'east wind' will blow." After everyone present expressed their opinions one by one, Fairy Tian Jue, who had been sitting upright with her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes. eyes, said indifferently.

"Yes, 'Dongfeng' is related to the victory or defeat of this battle. There can be no mistakes. Now that the battle is imminent, it is better to confirm again." Demon Lord Jiuchi nodded with a solemn expression.

The twenty-four Nascent Soul Ancestors in the hall all looked serious, but no one knew what the "East Wind" mentioned by the two True Lords meant, and no one dared to ask.

No, someone actually dared to ask.

At this time, an old man wearing a red robe with hundreds of patterns flashed his eyes and suddenly asked curiously: "May I ask Zhenjun, what does the 'East Wind' in your mouth refer to?"

Demon Lord Jiuchi snorted and shouted coldly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask! What you need to know will naturally be known to you."

"Yes, yes, Zhenjun, don't blame me. I was too talkative just now, but now I realize my mistake." Seeing this, the old man in red robe quickly bowed down and apologized.

"You guys need to think clearly. If we lose this battle, not to mention the ancestral business of Shanmen, I am afraid that even the inheritance may be lost. At this moment, those on both sides of the world, as well as the forces that deliberately hide their strength , there will never be a good end in the end." Demon Lord Jiuchi swept across the crowd and said in a cold and ruthless voice.

When the twenty-four Nascent Soul Ancestors present heard this, their hearts trembled, and they all nodded in agreement.

Just as a group of Nascent Souls in Zhifeng City were secretly discussing, two looming figures stood on the top of a mountain hundreds of miles away from the city.

These two figures did not give off any aura or figure, and they obviously possess extremely advanced concealment powers.

There were two figures, one fat and one thin. One of them was a fat man with a fat head and a white face, looking at Zhifeng City hundreds of miles away with a somewhat sarcastic expression on his face.

"People in Tianzhu Realm are always so naive! Do you really think we can't discover their secret retreat?"

Another tall and thin old man smiled strangely: "Hey, let them keep their luck like this until they die! If it weren't for the Dao Dao Sect, Tianjun Sect and other counter-sects who have been causing trouble in the rear, with our side I’m afraid I’ve conquered this damn Tianzhu Realm long ago with my strength.”

"not good……"

At this moment, the white-faced fat man suddenly changed his expression, and his tyrannical cultivation exploded with all his strength. He turned out to be a Nascent Soul High Priest.

The man slapped his belly with both hands, and with a pop, he saw a pair of three- to four-foot-long black golden wings sprouting from his back. He slapped his body fiercely, and flew a hundred feet away in a blur, fleeing crazily toward the horizon.

"Huh?!"

There was a sudden sound in the air, and he seemed slightly surprised.

Although the fat man with a white face escaped, the tall and thin old man did not react at all, and his body was grabbed by a giant green and black hand that appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the giant hand clenched hard, the man didn't even cry out in agony. His body immediately shattered into pieces of flesh and blood, and not even the Nascent Soul could escape.

The fat man with a white face saw the horrifying scene behind him with his spiritual mind. He was so frightened that he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. A cloud of blood mist enveloped his body.

The blood light exploded and turned into dozens of identical bloody lights, speeding away in all directions.

At this moment, a hundred-foot-long demonic shadow appeared faintly in the sky.

After a faint sneer, giant green and black hands appeared out of thin air, grabbing the fleeing lights one by one.

In an instant, all the fleeing blood-colored rays of light were caught up by the giant green and black hands and caught.

Poof!

A series of screams came, and dozens of bloody lights suddenly dissipated, leaving only the fat, bloody figure who had fled the farthest.

But he saw that he was bound by black chain shadows.

Behind this person, the shadow of a three-eyed giant slowly appeared in mid-air. In addition to his face resembling the Nine Chi Demon Lord, his body shape was very similar to the Great Chi Qian of the Ghost Chi Tribe.

In the main hall of the city lord's palace in Zhifeng City, a group of Nascent Soul Ancestors were still discussing the war ahead, when Demon Lord Jiuchi suddenly showed a sneer.

Fairy Tian Jue on the side noticed something was wrong, so she released her spiritual thoughts. Then her eyes turned cold, and she had already sensed what was happening hundreds of miles away.

"Huh, now we have people touching the door of our house, but we still don't know anything. It's really useless!" Fairy Tian Jue raised her eyebrows and suddenly shouted. .

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the Yuanying ancestors present changed slightly. They all looked over.

Demon Lord Jiuchi smiled solemnly, waved one hand, and a large black light emerged out of thin air, then spread out and turned into a curtain of light.

Under the light curtain, scenes emerged, which were exactly what happened hundreds of miles away.

Seeing this, the whole palace was filled with dead silence.

All the Yuan Ying ancestors were silent, and they all realized that this place had been exposed.

"Jiuchi Zhenjun, Tianjue Zhenjun! It seems that there is not much time left for me to wait." Zhao Jingheng said with an ugly face after reading.

"Now that the secret of Yunhuang Mountain has been leaked! From now on, we need to be on guard against the Nether God's army raiding this place at any time." Mo Baijue, the deputy sect master of the Immortal Weapon Sect, said with a serious look on his face.

Hearing this, the other Nascent Soul Ancestors looked left and right and looked at each other.

At this time, Demon Lord Jiuchi said solemnly: "Immediately send an alarm to Feixian City! I will take the prisoners and set off for the base camp. Fellow Taoist Tianjue, I will leave everything here to your protection."

Fairy Tian Jue looked very confident and said calmly: "With me here, there is no need to worry about this place!"

"Okay, I'm going to go!"

Before he finished speaking, the figure of Lord Jiuchi exploded like a bubble, and in an instant he disappeared out of thin air from everyone's perception.